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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered water towers rise above the dusty, barren landscape of a sprawling rail yard. Like, the air's hot and dry, smelling of creosote and oil, and a haze of heat's distorting the horizon. Umm, freight cars are stacked up like toys, with some sort of iridescent, fiber-optic-like material growing out of their rusty seams – it's pulsing slowly, as if transmitting some kind of signal. The rail tracks are shifting and rearranging themselves, forming a seemingly endless loop with no visible endpoints.